"I'm so ruthless. You're also dissatisfied with the old man. I just did something you dare not do." Zhao Xuan looked at Zhou Qin with contempt and grinned.

"It's simply unreasonable." Zhou Qin snorted coldly.

Jian Qing curled her red lips lightly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "Since you admit it, let's figure out the new and old accounts together."

Zhao Xuan looked at her with a scarlet eye, unable to hide her fear in the depths. She turned her head to look at An Yu and others for help, "A Yu, save mom, save me quickly."

An Yu looked at her with complicated eyes, then turned to look at An Chong, and with a "thump", he slammed his knees hard on the ground.

He kowtowed to An Chong and An Zhonghui and said in a calm voice, "Grandpa, dad, please save my mother. I know that she poisoned her great-grandpa and aunt, and I just want you to save her life. Even if I finally ask her to go to jail, I will never complain."

If it was in Jian Qing's hands, his mother's fate would definitely be more terrible than being in jail. No matter how much he did wrong, he could not watch her die in Jian Qing's hands without being indifferent.

An Zhonghui glanced at Jian Qing, then looked at Mo Xiao, and withdrew his gaze. He said indifferently, "Zhao Xuan has a life on her body. Your great-grandfather is still lying on the hospital bed. If you want to protect her, go and ask Jian Qing for help."

It's useless to ask him. In this situation, Zhao Xuan's life has been held in Jian Qing's hand, and what they said has no effect on Jian Qing.

Upon hearing this, An Yu looked at An Chong and put the last trace of hope on him. "Dad, please save her because of the years of love between you and your mother, please."

As he said that, he kowtowed to An Chong.

Not far away, Zhao Xuan looked at the scene of her son kneeling down and kowtowing, and the hoarse voice of the man in black suddenly echoed in her ears.

"If you don't want something to happen to your son and daughter, it's better to keep your mouth tight, or you'll wait to collect the body of your son and daughter."

"She was so wrong. The people you should ask for are Jian Qing and Jian Luo, and your uncle." An Chong turned around, blocking the corners of his wet eyes, and his voice was hoarse.

An Yu's body stiffened, and the last trace of hope was disillusioned in his eyes.

His mother killed Jian Qing's siblings' mother. Now Jian Qing wants to cut his mother into pieces. Even if he begs her, she will not let her go.

"Bai Jue, take the thing over." Jian Qing played with the blood-stained blade and raised his eyes, the cold light was sharp.

"Next." Bai Jue threw it casually, and the blue porcelain bottle drew a beautiful parabola in the air. Jian Qing raised his hand and easily caught it.

"Jian Qing, what do you want to do?" Looking at the blue porcelain bottle in Jian Qing's hand, Zhao Xuan struggled to escape despite the pain in her body, and intuition told her that it was definitely not a good thing.

"What are you doing, you'll know soon." Jian Qing pulled out the bottle plug, poured out a red pill, then pinched her jaw and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

Zhao Xuan was stunned and was anxious to vomit it out. The pills were melted in her mouth and did not give her any chance to react.

"Let me go, let go..."

Jian Qing let her go, reached out to pick up the fruit knife, "Lolo, stand away, don't be splattered by such a dirty blood."

"Sister, why don't I do it!"

"Assuming!" Jian Qing said authentically without any hesitation.

Jian Luo looked at her, opened his mouth, swallowed the words to her mouth, and stepped back to Bai Jue and stood.

"Jian Qing, what did you eat for my mother? Jian Qing, stop, no..." An Yu looked at Zhao Xuan's face gradually becoming blue and purple, and was shocked. The next second I saw Jian Qing picking up the fruit knife, and his eyes were even red.

Jian Qing ignored her words directly, and the cold knife moved to Zhao Xuan's hand, but he was reluctant to do it, as if he wanted to scare Zhao Xuan to death like this.

"It hurts, it hurts so much." Within a few minutes, the effect of the pill came out. Zhao Xuan's face wrinkled with her heart-wrenching clothes, and her messy hair was like a female ghost crawling out of hell.

Jian Qing curled her lips slightly, flipped her wrists, and chopped her sharp blades down. Her neat techniques made people unable to see clearly.

"ah--"

Zhao Xuan's face was pale and she looked undesirable. A trace of blood was overflowing from her tightly clenched lips. She screamed hoarsely and harshly.

On the cold floor, a piece of blood-stained tail finger lies on it.

The strong smell of blood spread in the air, stimulating everyone's nerves.

"Jian, Qing!" An Yu looked at the small tail finger, and his blood was like boiling boiling water, roaring.

Jian Qing directly blocked his voice, shook off the blood from the sharp blade, and then pointed it at Zhao Xuan's second finger.

"No, don't..." Zhao Xuan was sweating all over, her cold blade pressed against her skin, and her body was tightened like an open bow.

"When you drove to hit my mother, how painful it was, do you know, huh?" The cold tail sound was slightly elongated, carrying a little cruel.

"I know I'm wrong, don't torture me anymore, please." Zhao Xuan shook her head desperately and begged reluctantly.

Jian Qing glanced at her and said, "Let you go, ho!"

It's really...good, hard, ah!

Under the light, the sharp blade shining with cold light waved and fell again.

"ah--"

A shrill scream sounded again, making people's scalp numb.

An Rong looked at her two bloody fingers on the ground, quickly closed her eyes, and her hands hanging on her side were trembling uncontrollably.

"Mom..." An Yu's eyes were full of tears, and he fainted.

Bai Jue quickly avoided her falling body, as if she was avoiding some serious bacteria.

He looked down at An Yu who was lying on the ground and tsk out, "It's really boring to faint so quickly."

An Yu was so dizzy that he had never seen such a bloody scene. Zhou Qin's face turned pale and her feet were weak. Fortunately, An Zhonghui helped her beside her, otherwise she would fall down and she would have to fall out.

"Jian Qing, you, you..." Zhao Xuan was so painful that she couldn't even say a complete sentence. She stared at Jian Qing with a fierce look, but she was unable to make a sound.

Jian cleaned the broken fingers on the ground, raised the tips of his eyes lightly, and felt a little chilling, "Zhao Xuan, do you know what I just gave you?"

Without giving her a chance to speak, Jian Qing said again, "If you take that pill, you will not faint no matter how painful it is, and you will not die of too much blood loss. Don't worry, I will torture you slowly until you shed the last drop of blood."

Listening, fine beads of sweat oozing from Zhao Xuan's forehead, and her legs couldn't help but tremble. Her hatred eyes stared at Jian Qing, and she couldn't help but regret not knocking her to death.

"It seems that chopping one by one is too slow, it's better to be together with the remaining three fingers." Jian Qing held the handle of the knife and held the back of Zhao Xuan's hand with one hand.
Chapter completed!